Monday, June 16, 2014

The Amazing Screened-In Porch

Here, for all of the internet world to see, I declare my undying love for our screened-in porch!  In the past, before MorWynd Farm, I considered my life complete without a screened-in porch.  There were times, I admit with some shame, that I thought a deck was better.  Oh how wrong I was.  How naive!  How foolish!
Just last night, we watched a brewing storm from the screened-in porch.  The clouds glowed an ominous, hazy golden color and the thunder rumbled longer than I have ever heard thunder rumble (Jon says that this is unlikely to be true, but I persist in believing it).  During the hot summer days, I sit and read out on the porch, enjoying the breezes from the shelter of the roof and screens.  Meals on the screened-in porch are lovely, enjoying the outdoors without flies competing for the sustenance! 
But, probably my favorite thing to do on the screened-in porch is watch the sunset.  We have a lovely view of the sunset.






“A large drop of sun lingered on the horizon and then dripped over and was gone, and the sky was brilliant over the spot where it had gone, and a torn cloud, like a bloody rag, hung over the spot of its going. And dusk crept over the sky from the eastern horizon, and darkness crept over the land from the east.”
― John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Thunderstorms and Future Family Times

I love thunderstorms, and always have loved thunderstorms.  I grew up watching them from the swing on my family's porch.  I love that my 18-month old son clings to me silently as we listen to the thunder and watch for the lightening to strike.  Last night, a thunderstorm took a long time to roll into MorWynd Farm, drenched our fields and gardens with God-sent growth, and left us in satisfied peace.  As we marveled at the storm the wonder of creation, I thought of past years curled up on the swing with my siblings, and I thought of future years when my own family might develop a tradition of stopping life to marvel.




Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Wildlife Report


In our time so far at MorWynd Farm, we have encountered numerous creatures of the wild.  They challenge us for our garden food, give us Lyme's disease, and fight with our barn cats.  But the good outweighs the bad!  They are truly beautiful (minus the Lyme's carrying ticks) and provide glimpses of other parts of the glorious world made by our creator!  Also, they sometimes provide dinner.




A fawn just inside the woods that proved a still model for pictures.



Coyote captured on the wildlife cam.



A flock of 10-15 turkeys roams the property.  Here, one makes himself quite at home!


Out for a ride?

Bernie and the porch-invader (perhaps).  Wild turkey recipes welcome.
Deer are frequent and beautiful, but like so many things in life, come with a negative side: deer ticks.  We have yet to enjoy venison from a MorWynd deer, but hope to this year!
Frightened baby bunny!  We won't hurt you if you don't hurt our lettuce!






Saturday, November 30, 2013

Our Swimming Hole


Oh, thou pool!  How you have distressed and delighted us!  That is, distressed some of us and delighted some of us.  There are those of us who are concerned about the copious amounts of money and effort that pools tend to require, and there are those of us who blissfully, gleefully, care-free-fully jump into this glorious blue ocean of a money pit.  I am among the blissful.

When we bought MorWynd Farm, it came with a large L-shaped pool that had been out of use for several years while the property sat on the market, and hadn't been cared for in nearly as long.  The safety cover that covered it was torn along numerous seams and had bull rushes growing out of the middle.  Jon was sure we would find a dead deer on the bottom.  No deer.  Plenty of frogs.

For anyone in a similar situation, here is what happened...

Closing the pool for the first winter: An unsuccessful story
We decided the swamp pool cover needed to come off right away.  Lesson: Especially for large pools, secure it better!  A friend kindly donated some huge tarps from a construction site, so we covered the pool with those tarps and secured them with cinder blocks along the edges.  I deem this unsuccessful because nearly half of those cinder blocks fell into the pool.


Opening the pool: First, an unsuccessful story
Oh how I wanted to get this pool running.  I would have sold the rest of the property and taken the money to fix the pool up and live in the pool house if it had been necessary!  Practical Husband would certainly not allow any such arrangement, but but you get my desperation.  Perhaps to prevent desperate wife from selling house and home, practical husband got to work!  Jon mucked out the shallow end but soon found the water level was falling.  We heard that in-ground pools should never be emptied because the walls could cave in, and the water was soon to the bottom of the shallow end.  At this point, we figured if the walls were going to cave in they would have done it.  So we decided to empty the whole pool, clean it out, and find and patch any tears in the liner.  We planned to fill it back up with water and try to make it work for a season or two.  Jon pumped all of the water out of the pool, cleaned the dirt and leaves out (discovered no dead animals or otherwise, thankfully), and was nearing the patching stage.  At this point, he called Crystal Pools (the company that had installed it) for advice moving forward.  They told us that an in-ground pool must never be emptied because of the LINER.  Not the walls.  If it was indeed any good, it would get brittle in the sunlight.  However, they informed us that our liner was so old it was likely no longer any good.  This was bad news.  I was grasping at my images of summer days floating on crystal waters!





Opening the pool, part 2: A successful story!  (subtitle: Hard work and ingenuity fail; money wins out)
Repairing the liner and filling the 36,000 gallon pool with water would take too much time and effort to be worth the risk.  We also could not let it go over the winter, for fear of causing further damage.  With visions of dollar signs swirling down the drain, we made the decision to replace the liner.  Compared to the amount of time we had thought about, talked over, and worked on the pool, we were amazed at the quick installation of the new liner.  The liner was installed one morning and by that evening was half full of water.  We filled the rest of the pool with hoses over the next couple of days.  I believe this was Tuesday or Wednesday.  We had a pool!  A wonderful beautiful functioning pool full of crystal clear spring water!  That Friday when all of our friends came over for bible study, we followed our bible discussions with bathing suits and a night swim.  It was not warm.  But it was a great celebration and foreshadowing of many fun pool times to come!  The pool has become my one more reason to love summer!   For years, when I went on runs in 80-90 degree weather, I longed to come home and jump in a pool.  This summer, my dreams were fulfilled and it was so much better than I ever imagined.  Don't you love it when life works out that way?!

 Pool liner removed by Crystal Pools


 Jon with his mini-hose trying to compete with the monster hose.

Liner installed, filling with water

Baby boy and I can't wait to get in!

 First pool party...on a cool summer evening.


 Finished product!
Closing the pool: TBD!
Our goal this year was to avoid any cinder blocks falling into our newly lined money pit...err...pool.  Also, if we could keep leaves, dirt, deer, etc. out, that would be ideal.  We explored a few options for pool liners, and in the end decided between two cover philosophies - spend a lot and get the best to last, or spend little and get something to make do this year.  In the end, we bought a huge black tarp, put buckets on top of the water, floating under the tarp, staked down the edges, and put boards inside the edging between the stakes.
  
Edges of tarp lined with either metal poles or wooden rods.
  

 
Buckets under tarp.
Pool in hibernation for the winterPreparing for another summer of blissful, care-free-full splashing and fun!


Friday, November 29, 2013

These logs are going to change our lives...

The local power company is replacing the electrical poles on our land.  We of course, with our barn and ideas and excitement, asked for the old ones.  The electrical company was happy to hand them over.  They are apparently yellow cedar, and decent wood for building *stuff*.  Here are some of our ideas:
  • A bridge over the small creek (this is the original, and most practical idea - it would allow the tractor to easily get to the back fields, and enable walks around the whole property without backtracking)
  • A table
  • Flooring
  • A pavilion 
  • A "hope chest" for our possible future daughter 
  • End tables for my sister
  • A cabin (at which point the title quote was quipped by Opie, the self-described "dreamer")
  • Cedar shakes to side the original farmhouse or to use for roofing (this is the latest and greatest idea - to sit in front of the fire all whittling electrical poles into cedar shakes.  I am less excited than the men about this one, but I suppose there are worse past times?) 
  • Anyone else have ideas for us??

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Our First Barn Party

Way back, after we saw and dreamed of MorWynd Farm, but before we ever offered to buy, settled upon, or lived in it, good friend Steph and I planned a huge barn party for our husbands' 30th birthdays.  Five of the men with whom we attended college and remain close friends turned 30 in the fall of 2013 (with the exception of one guy who will be 30 in February of '14).  Timeline review: we moved here in the fall of 2012.  In the spring of 2012, Steph and I got starry eyes and itchy glue guns, ready to turn our (yet to own) barn into a country-crafted-haven for square dancin', hay bale sittin', and bluegrass stompin'.  Oh the grand party we would have!  Hire a bluegrass band!  Hire a square dance caller!  Catering from the local BBQ joint! Build a stage!  Invite a celebrity! 
Then we moved to the farm and ran out of funds.
Nonetheless, we enlisted the wives of the other three men who were to turn 30, and with our combined funds, efforts, and imaginations, I think we threw a right fine party!
Some of my favorite parts:
Apple Dip Station
Photo Booth
Donut Contest
Apple Dessert Contest
Thrift Store Rescue Decorations

Two months later, I think I finally finished cleaning up from the party.  But it was worth it!

 Just about ready for our guests...

 Pendant banner made out of thrift store jeans and gingham shirts.


 Flowers, grasses, vines from around the farm, in tin cans, glass bottles, canning jars, and water pitchers.  You wouldn't believe how nice some of those bottles that you recycle look if you wash them, remove the labels, and stick some flowers in them!

 The crazy awesome barn cake my crazy awesome sister made for the guys.  Modeled after our barn, right down to the little green John Deere and the orange cats!

 Drink Station. 
 Wheelbarrows with ice and bottled sodas.  Tubs with mason jars filled with iced tea and lemonade.  
Complete with chalkboard directions: 
1) "Don't go far/ with your jar./ Be a dear,/ Leave it here."
2) "Yes take a drink and take a snack/ but please bring your bottle back."

 Painting spot.  Old door with nails for coloring pages.  Jean pockets nailed to the door holding paint brushes and paint sets.


 Apple dips: pumpkin, caramel peanut butter, chocolate peanut butter, and fluffy apple dip.  
Labels are small pictures made into chalkboards, sitting on forks bent into easels.

 Photos of the guys clothes-pinned to twine.  
Guess the baby game.

 Love the way this turned out!  We hung an old wooden ladder from the ceiling and used twine to hang lanterns and jars from the ladder.  

 Hay bale seating.

We had lawn games out all afternoon.  Scheduled events included a donut eating contest (donuts hung from strings to be eaten without using hands), photo booth photographer in session, apple dessert contest (birthday boys judge), and a photo-identification contest.

 Directional signs on chalkboards made from thrift store pictures, hung on an old wooden ladder.

Our birthday boys at the photo booth.  For the props on sticks, I used foam and sticks from the Wal-mart craft section.  I found a bunch of free templates online and chose my favorite mustaches, pipes, sunglasses, and beards!  The photo booth was a huge hit for the young and old alike!